While the two spirits were still bickering, Su Jiu had already eaten the first bite of the wonton.

Following the example of the mortals here, he added a little soup to the spoon, and then put the wontons into the spoon and put them in his mouth with the soup and wontons.

Su Jiu's eyes lit up slightly, it was delicious......

While eating, she pondered carefully, the last time she ate wontons seemed to be before the qi was absorbed into the body, and it had been more than forty years since careful calculation.

It's just that the taste of the wontons eaten at that time has long been forgotten.

After more than 40 years, I eat it again, and I feel as if I have never eaten before.

Thinking of this, Su Jiu couldn't help but laugh, as a monk who has been in the sky and the sea for too long, he almost forgot that he was once a mortal.

She is different from ordinary monks, if it is not for self-cultivation to control her appetite, she can actually eat anything unscrupulously.

Because of her physique, she will not accumulate any impurities and toxins in her body in this life, because these things will eventually decompose and be excreted from the body with the breathing of her skin.

Before she knew it, a bowl of wontons had been eaten up by her.

At the same time, during this period, many passers-by were attracted by Su Jiu's appearance of eating, and they also sat on the stall.

There was a girl who was carrying a lantern, but she couldn't help but say what many people wanted to say in their hearts: "This person's posture of eating is so beautiful." A bowl of wontons was stunned by the feeling that she ate high-grade ingredients unhurriedly. ”

The friend next to the girl poked her arm and motioned for her to be quieter.

Of course, these are just small episodes.

Just as Su Jiu was about to get up and leave, the conversation between the two male diners caught Su Jiu's attention.

"Chongmo is really crazy, since the two of them opened the Canglan Sect and entered the Tianli Sect, tell me how many people he has killed. ”

"Hey, aren't you driven crazy by his master?"

"You mean, Pinglan Zhenjun slaughtered more than 200 members of the Chong family?"

"I've heard that it's not that simple at all, have you ever heard of Chonglie?"

"Of course, I've heard that two hundred years ago, the entire cultivation realm said that he was the monk who was most likely to break through to the out-of-body stage. But then it was a pity, he went mad and was found out, he was a demon spirit double cultivator. ”

"Demon Spirit Dual Cultivation?" someone who didn't know about this matter couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

The man glanced back at the person who asked the question, and then nodded a little sadly, "Yes, Demon Spirit Double Cultivation." In fact, it stands to reason that people who can double cultivate demons and spirits are extremely talented.

It's just that the strong is strong, and there is still one of the biggest hidden dangers in this.

That is, when the demonic nature in this person's body overpowers the spirituality, he will become extremely dangerous, and ordinary monks of the same rank cannot suppress it. ”

"So does the madness here mean that the demonic nature in his body overpowers the spirituality?"

"Yes, it is said that at that time, before this matter broke out completely, he had already killed a lot of monks because he couldn't suppress his demonic nature, and Pinglan Zhenjun had already confirmed that Chong Lie was no longer recoverable before killing him. ”

Someone couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows and said, "Then Pinglan Zhenjun just killed him, why didn't he even let go of the rest of the heavy family!?"

The man shook his head, and said with some regret on his face, "At that time, everyone in the Chong family opposed Pinglan Zhenjun's approach, and even threatened to step on my corpse if they wanted to kill their family master.

As a last resort, Pinglan Zhenjun killed everyone in the heavy family. ”

Su Jiu's brows tightened, but he didn't express any opinion in the end, the rumors in the market are not necessarily fake, but they are not necessarily true, after all, half-truths and half-truths are the most difficult to defecate.

Su Jiu left, and a shadow in the dark corner followed.

She glared fiercely at the gossip male cultivator who was still talking about important family matters, and stared at Su Jiu's back for a long time, and after hesitating for a while, she still chose to follow.

In the blink of an eye, night falls.

Su Jiu was like an ordinary person on this day, and ate a lot of snacks on the street.

Some she really hadn't eaten, some she had eaten but had long forgotten the taste.

Pastries, sugar men, rock sugar gourds, sour fruit slices, skewers, glutinous rice cakes, etc., almost everything.

At the end of the meal, Su Jiu thought that in fact, she also liked these things......

Some things are not visible during the day, but they are especially visible on the wrist.

All kinds of lanterns are hung all over the streets.

Compared to eating during the day, the lanterns at night are obviously the main thing.

Unconsciously, Su Jiu had already walked to the bank of the moat.

Whether it is around the riverbank or on the bridge, it is almost full of men and women.

They almost each have a lantern, write their wishes on the lantern, and then put the lantern into the river, so that it drifts with the current, looking at their own lanterns that are drifting away, they all silently fold their hands, close their eyes, and pray to the heavens again with their wishes and expectations in their hearts.

Su Jiu thought, all this may not be of any use, but it can be regarded as a kind of spiritual sustenance.

Su Jiu looked at these mortals like this, and suddenly felt that there was something interesting.

Her life has been in such a hurry that Su Jiu can't help but start recalling her past life, what she was doing when she was fifty years old.

Is she practicing the spells that her master gave her? Or is she practicing chivalry and righteousness in the Qinglan Continent? or is she practicing with a senior in the sect.

In the previous life, she was as smooth as Nan Ke's dream, but this dream was real.

Colorful lanterns float through the moat, illuminating the otherwise dim night......

At this time, an old lady carrying a blue child shuttled through the crowd, and whenever she saw someone who did not have a lantern in her hand, she would kindly hand over one, not asking for any money, but just giving her a lantern representing her wishes.

And Su Jiu's hand was also stuffed with one.

"Girl, I saw you standing here for a long time, why don't you put a lantern too. ”

Su Jiu stood in the crowd with the lantern in his hand, slightly confused, lantern?

A young girl approached Su Jiu and suddenly handed over the known pen, "What? ”

Su Jiu took the pen in a daze, but when the tip of the pen fell on the lantern for a moment, she only felt that her brain was a little empty, and she didn't seem to know what to write.

At this moment, Su Jiu suddenly realized that she didn't seem to have any wishes, and what she wanted to accomplish had never relied on to pray to the heavens.

To put it bluntly, she is a person who doesn't even believe in the way of heaven.

The old lady who has been standing next to her has lived for nearly 100 years, and she has lived thousands of sails in this life, what kind of person has never seen it?

She saw that the girl in front of her was probably also an unbeliever.

The old lady couldn't help laughing and said, "Even if it is not suitable for the expectations of God, it can also be the expectations for other things."

After all, the lantern is just a sustenance, and the girl doesn't have to worry about it.

If in this world, you only believe in yourself, you might as well pray to yourself. ”

At this moment, Su Jiu seemed to untie a small knot in her heart, she thanked the old lady respectfully, and then wrote a sentence on the lantern......

The lantern was placed in the moat by Su Jiu, and finally floated to a place she couldn't see.